Careful paws set on the earth's fine dirt. A cat made of Starlight padded across, a destination in mind. Although the living stirred around her, no one could see; at least not yet. Small flecks of orange and grey filled the starry pelt of the once leader as she padded along, following hidden tracks. 

As she traveled mixes of purple and red filled the open night sky hinting dawn was approaching. The cat seemed to care little, her paws swift and silent. Suddenly the earth started to grow downwards, making the cat stop. The starlit cat looked around, crystal blue eyes scanning the area. A small patch of trees could be seen from the hill she was on. That was her destination. She jumped down.

Landing with a silent thud, she continued on, trotting closer to the patch of trees. Maple trees they once where, but now they were withered away by human's touch. What was left of them was the corpses of destruction of a past time. 

"Reedstar, about time you showed your face. We'd thought you'd given up your plan." A mused purr made Reedstar stop. Another starlit cat laid before her, followed by three others. "Of course not Nightstar. Why would I spend my last lit days laying around when I could prosperous once again?" The she-cat's mew was more of a growl, which made the black Starlit cat flinch slightly. "For a cat once of Riverclan, you surely make yourself known." Nightstar commented before flicking their tail. 

"Enough of you two's foolish fighting. We must get our plan into action, and soon." This was another leader, Thunderclan's to be in fact. The starlit tom was sitting beside a white starlit cat. Thunderclan's once leader, or Falconstar; was staring with narrowed amber eyes. His brownish grey tabby fur was starting to prick. "Of course Falconstar." Reedstar mumbled, flicking her tail. Nightstar rolled their yellow eyes but said nothing. "Of course Falconstar, no need to worry." Jadestar, Windclan's once leader mewed softly, licking Falconstar's cheek. 

"Let's start then." The last leader; Sheepstar of Skyclan mewed. Sheepstar was a puffy white and grey she-cat. 

Reedstar simply nodded. "So shall I go to the tom?" She asked, her paws rubbing against the dirt. "Since he is your kin he'd be more willing." Sheepstar mumbled, licking a paw and rubbing it on her ear. "I'll get it done then." She turned her head and scanned the cats. "Will you all be willing to come back though? You each know the price of doing this..." Mutters of agreement rose from the cats and the Starlit cat simply nodded. "Then I promise that our five clans shall live again. They may have different names and different cats, but we hold the true meaning of our clans." Mewed agreement rose around the dead maple trees as the starlit warrior turned and started to pad away. 

"Let us hope this works. For all of us." Reedstar mumbled in a grim tone, the voices of the other's vanishing behind her.